Aquatic Dawn Poem by Piter Ambrosy

The warrior of light is quick and agile,
the temperment of this cunning assailant,
with fast reflexes his attitude is mild,
her techinque is why he was sent,
from the clan of the the mist of water,
she walks so calm and with flowing aquatic blue hair,
a skilled person which is her,
her eyes so light, complexion so soft her looks above fair
she leaves no trace when she arrives,
tall, lean her body is of toned,
when plunging into the water graceful is her dive,
her name is setsua but that isnt known,
so as time draws near will must wait,
she learns and prepares of the next hours,
she must meditate before its too late,
her plans to kill in the white towers,
soon she must learn to hide her musk,
because the next time she'll appear is in the aquatic dusk....